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even netscape navigator could not foresee the term "bookmarklet"
I am certain that I am having a fit of alanis morissette irony. That is a song I only appreciate hearing when Chris G gets on stage at karaoke night and spoken-words the lyrics. I miss those drunken bike rides and maniacal renditions of ELO's don't bring me down, but I digress, xyzed. I still don't know what a black fly in your chardonnay means, ( Read more... )